Ladybug heard the front door open and close and the rustling of bags before Chat called out, "I've got a surprise for you Bugaboo."

Smiling to herself, ladybug called out, "dining room", where she was sitting with a sketchbook and some pencils, putting down all the designs that wouldnt stop floating through her head. It made her feel wonderful, to have some kind of direction for her thoughts. To know even just that little part about herself. She loved to design clothes. And was pretty good at it, if she did say so herself, she thought, as she examined her latest idea.

She heard Chats footfalls coming closer, and she tossed her book on the table as he entered the doorway, with 3 pale green bags in his hands.

Giving her a warm smile, he set the bags down on the table, and she could see a flowy T and S on the outside.

"I love surprises," she said with a grin.

"I stopped by a bakery on my way home. We're on the hunt for a good bakery to make the desserts for the charity event my dad wants me to be a part of. And since you dont even know what you like and what you dont like yet, I thought It would be a great opportunity to kill two birds with one stone! Try out a bunch of pastries to see what and where we should get them from, and another test for you!! So with that in mind, I got two of everything!" he finished with a laugh.

Eyes widening a bit, she stared at him. "Two of EVERYTHING?!"

"Yup! One for each of us! Or, if you like it so much you decide to steal mine, at least i have more options."

Sticking her tongue out at him, she grabbed for the bags and eagerly opened one, closing her eyes and inhaling the wonderful aroma.

Suddenly, pictures started to flash through her mind. She saw hands- were those her hands?-, adding vanilla into a stand mixer. Filling a piping bag with the batter. Using the piping bag to make small cookies on a baking sheet. Pulling a fresh batch of the cookies out of the huge wall oven in front of her. Adding a new mixture into a piping bag and spreading it onto a cookie.

All of these images flooded her brain. Stunned, Ladybug cautiously felt behind her for the arm of a chair to try and sit down before she fell over. Was that really her?? Was that an actual memory?! Over macaroons?? Was she a Baker?!

Confused, her wandering hand finally touched something, and she felt hands on her arms guiding her to sit down.

Chat??

Shaking her head to try and clear it, she focused slowly on the person in front of her. There was Chat, crouching in front of her, various emotions running over his face. Worry. Fear. Confusion. Was that because of her? Did she really look such a fright?

With a frown, she turned her thoughts back to what she had seen. Was it possible she was a Baker? But then, why were all of these designs floating around in her head, refusing to go away until she drew them. It certainly hadnt been your standard kitchen, so there went her thoughts that she just LIKED to bake!

Do i design, but never do anything with it? God! Why did this have to be so confusing!?

"Ladybug??"

Her thoughts were broken by Chat. She focused her eyes on him once more, to see his small frown, and she felt him gently rubbing her leg with one hand, while holding one of her hands with the other.

"Is everything alright?! Your kind of scaring me!" He admitted.

"Sorry," she whispered, "i didnt mean to worry you. I think i remembered something, but its so confusing! Im not sure if i want it to be real or not!" She finished with a rueful blush.

"Want to tell me about it?" He offered gently, still rubbing her leg. Becoming very aware of his nearness and the effect he always had on her, it made Ladybug a little jittery. She wanted nothing more than for him to keep on touching her. But that was wrong. They had TALKED about this! She wasnt willing to do anything until she remembered. The last thing she wanted was to be attracted to Chat, and then turn out to be married or something!!!

With a deep breath, she blurted, "I think im a baker, but im not sure i want to be a baker, or like being a baker, because right now i feel like im a designer, but thats not what im seeing!! I mean, i know how to make macaroons. MACAROONS, for crying out loud! And when i say i know how to make them, i mean i could totally walk into the kitchen and make them RIGHT NOW!"

During her frustrated tirade, Chats expression went from scared to understanding, to slightly amused.

"Breath, Purincess." He whispered gently. His pun made her giggle softly, which also had the dual benefit of forcing herself to take some deep breaths.

"Now, tell me again, slowly, why you think your a baker."

Giving one more deep breath, she began. "Well, there is the obvious, i know how to make macaroons. And not only that, i feel like i know alot more recipes than just that. But in addition to that, i saw myself taking cookies out of the over, but it wasnt a regular kitchen oven, it was a huge fancy wall oven."

Rubbing a hand on his chin, "Hmmm... Its possible you worked in a bakery as a part time job. Or during the summer. Or school work program? There are lots more plausible reasons to remember how to bake." He gently tried to assure her.

"What about ny knowing all of the recipes?! Like, I probably don't even need to google it at all. Just by memory!" she paried.

He put a finger on his chin, like he was thinking good and hard about it.

Then, "Maybe you really like to bake. Like a hobby. Or you have a friend whose a baker, and you help her out alot. Or, the work program idea still holds for that as well. Maybe you have an awesome memory, and only need to see something a few times to remember it. " he let that sink in for a moment before continuing.

" I mean, you remember all of the stitches and patterns and clothing styles. It's not such a stretch to think you just have a stellar memory. Amnesia excluded, obviously! "

Gosh, That made sense. Right?! Why hadn't she even considered that?

This was why it was great to have Chat around. He was so level headed!

Letting out a breath she wasnt aware she had been holding in, Ladybug agreed. "Your right. I was just trying to block the fact that maybe that WAS me, that i didnt think of any other reasons why i could know them!" With a thin smile, she leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Thanks for that."

A teasing light crept into Chats eyes as he gave her a crooked smile. "Don't you worry. With all of your talent, I am pawsitive you've got to be utilizing it somewhere!!"

His puns always made her giggle, and his certainy helped to dispel any lingering doubts in her mind. She slumped back in the chair, relieved. At least she wasnt the only one who thought she was a designer!

Its not like there was anything wrong with baking as a profession, it was just, how COULD she be a baker, if she was so driven to draw? She had tried to not, but it had felt like she was cutting off a limb the longer she went without, so she had finally given in. And it had felt so RIGHT!

With a new surge of happiness, Ladybug suddenltly threw her arms around Chats neck and pulled him in for a tight hug, burying her nose in his neck. She could smell the familiar scent of his bodywash, and his breath tickled her ear.

Feeling the fast beating of his heart made her smile, and she wispered, "Thanks for believing in me."